said Father Thomas from his seat in the cabin. Amane looked up at him but said nothing. She was too tired to argue. She could tell he was stirring. George said nothing and stood steadfast, swamped by scorching sunshine, the oar gripped in both hands. The backpack stuck to his sweaty back and he could feel beads of sweat dripping down his armpits. “Do you know, George, I was going to help you: you and your mother. Honestly. If you’d followed in my footsteps you could have led a great life, one of devout worship to the Almighty, of purity and peace: of sacrifice. I had plans you know. Once your eyes are opened to Him, they cannot be closed. What you see around you, George, is the effect of the opposite of that. These zombies, these ‘people,’ were not believers. They are suffering now for their sins. “Once all have been judged, the dead will be consumed in a lake of fire and sulphur. That day is coming my child. I heard what you and Amane talked about, the burning fire.
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